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Not of your design
i don't think like you
so why should i write like you
my thoughts
my world
driving to heaven (for real)
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(03/14/2004; 02:38am) -
driving to heaven (for real)
for the first time i know what the song means.
or at least i exist in the moment that i always forsaw
me
here
stuck on a train
with a collision course with the future
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